BEACH TALES by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2006 written on October 23 rd 1994 translated by the author English text kindly revised by Brian
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"BEACH TALES" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
CHAPTER 16 - THE "OFFSEASON"
The small sea town, once the tourists leave it, goes back to quietly doze, reassuming its ordinary rhythms. But, like for the embers in a fireplace, some burning firebrands remain, unsuspected, smoldering under the ashes, but ready to produce again a good flame if somebody stirs them up.
One of these "embers" still smoldering is Luigi. After closing his drinks-kiosk on the beach, he resumes his normal activity. He is a painter, or to say it in more precise words, a decorator. But he is a somewhat peculiar decorator, some kind of a jack-of-all-trades, joiner, mason, electrician, and he puts right all the thousand little damages made by the vacationers in the apartments they rented from the inhabitants of the town, putting them in order for their owners and for the following high-season.
Luigi doesn't forget the "services" he often received from Nicola hiding under the counter of his kiosk. It had become almost like a rite, interrupted only by the end of the vacations, when Nicola had to go back to his hometown. Now Luigi misses him - only remembering those services, he gets strong erections and he has to find relief by himself; he closes his eyes and imagines that Nicola is still there, ready to give him pleasure in that fantastic way...
Another of these "embers" is Stefano. In the off-season, when he doesn't work as a life-guard, he helps his parents who manage a big gas bottle store - he does home delivery, installs them and at times he also fixes some gas cookers or boilers.
Stefano also doesn't forget the past summer and the tourist, that boy going to spy by the hole he carved on the men's cabin... and who was waiting for him, day after day, with his bathing suit already lowered... At first he thought that fucking his little ass was a punishment for the boy! Anyway, if the boy enjoyed his fucks, he too enjoyed them... He would have never thought he could again desire to do it with a male... Who knows if next summer that boy will come again? He asks himself while, lying in the dark of his bedroom, he is wanking himself, full of desire.
Stefano and Luigi know each other only by sight. They didn't attend the same schools together, as Stefano is about four years older than Luigi. Also, in summer on the beach, they work almost at the opposite ends of it.
Stefano's mother decides to have their home whitewashed, therefore she goes to see Luigi, negotiates the price for a good while, and finally they come to an agreement. Luigi will start the next week, Tuesday morning. When Stefano's parents go to open their store, they tell him to remain at home waiting for the painter, and to help him to move the furniture. Stefano decides to have a shower immediately.
Luigi arrives, rings the bell. That's strange, nobody answers.
He is about to leave, when he hears a voice shouting, "I'm coming!"
He waits. After a little while, Stefano opens the door, wearing a terry cloth bathrobe.
"I'm the painter. Sorry to disturb you." Luigi says looking at Stefano's wet hair.
"No no, I just thought you'd arrive later... but you're Luigi, aren't you?"
"Yes, that's me... but you... I don't remember, sorry..."
"I'm Stefano. Come in. I'm about to make me a coffee, would you like a cup?"
"Yes, thank you..."
"Come to the kitchen, then."
While they are sipping their coffees, Stefano is sitting in front of Luigi. Inadvertently his bathrobe opens slightly but enough so that his guest can clearly see, between the young man's legs, the beautiful, pendulous member. He tries not to look, but his eyes seem like magnetized by that unexpected sight. Who knows why, he thinks back to Nicola, and imagines his friend is knelling between Stefano's legs and sucking it... and at once he gets a hard-on.
"So, then, Luigi, what are you doing, now?" the host asks him.
Luigi immediately looks away asking himself if the other noticed where he was looking. But evidently Stefano is not conscious of the show he is giving.
"I'm a painter..." Luigi answers.
"No, I know that, as you're here... are you engaged?"
"Eh? No... not yet... and you?" he asks.
"Yes, I am."
"Ah... and when will you marry?"
"Eh! I don't even think of it... I want to enjoy my freedom..." Stefano answers laughing and his bathrobe opens a little more. Luigi gives a glance and feels even more excited, but also somewhat amazed - since when does a pecker arouse him? He asks himself a little puzzled.
"Well," Stefano says standing up, "if you want to see the apartment, so you can decide from where to start..." Luigi follows him"... this is my room..." Stefano says, sitting on his bed. Luigi's eyes almost instinctively glance at the opening of the bathrobe: the beautiful member is again partially visible. "What are you looking at?" Stefano asks and becomes aware of the sight he is offering. He laughs, "This?" and he deliberately uncovers himself.
Luigi blushes, but doesn't look away. Stefano stands up almost confronting him and Luigi takes the defensive, searching for the words allowing him a strategic retreat. But Stefano seizes him by his overall belt, and places the other hand on his fly, groping him.
"Hey, but you have an hard-on... Do you like my cock?" he asks with a cunning smile and before Luigi gets the time to deny, he pulls the youth to himself and kneads his buttocks.
Luigi emits a strong breath, almost like the noise of a deflating pierced balloon, and feels the hard member of the other pushing against him.
"You like it, eh?" Stefano asks with a low, warm voice, turning on himself raising the other from the floor and pushing him towards his bed. Luigi trembles, he guesses what is about to happen; he is with his back against the bed, his legs dangling outside, his feet again on the floor. He breathes with difficulty. He slips his hands under the other's bathrobe and caresses his chest, his sides.
Stefano unfastens Luigi's overall belt, then opens its buttons. Luigi's hands reach the strap of the bathrobe and open it, and then he takes in his hands the turgid genitals of the other and fondles them closing his eyes... Stefano is undressing him and Luigi moves his body enough to facilitate his task. He now has his shirt open, the tank-top risen, and overall and underpants rolled up around his ankles. Stefano caresses Luigi belly, his member, his testicles, then his hand slips under him and opens its way between the youth's buttocks. Luigi shudders.
"You like it, eh?" Stefano murmurs, pleased, seizing Luigi's stake with a hand, while the tempting fingers of the other hand work their way between the two firm globes.
"Yes..." Luigi whispers excitedly and with both hands he circles Stefano's neck and forces him to lower his head towards his member, "Suck it, go on..." he invites him, freeing his legs from the trousers.
"Hey! Are you nuts? Rather..." Stefano says moving away his head and pushing a finger on Luigi's anus, "Spread well, then I'll fuck you."
"By no means!" Luigi blurts out and again forces Stefano to suck him.
Between them an odd struggle begins, where each of them tries to bend the other to his yen. Both are more and more aroused. Luigi raises his torso from the bed, Stefano takes profit of that to lower his shirt to his elbows tying up his arms, Then he seizes him by the waist, settles him better over the bed getting onto it and kneels between the lashing legs of Luigi. He pulls off his bathrobe to be freer in his movements.
They struggle, but gradually Stefano, bigger and stronger than him, starts to get the better of it.
"No, Stefano, not in my ass! I'd rather suck it, but not in my ass!" Luigi protests.
Stefano laughs and succeeds in folding Luigi's body under him, vigorously pushing his knees to the sides of his chest.
"You can also suck it, later... But now I want your nice little ass..."
"No... not that... I never took one in there..."
"You'll see, you'll enjoy it. You were looking at my cock with such a craving! So now I'm giving it to you, right?"
"No, stop... I don't want..."
"But I want." Stefano says, laughing.
"You filthy bastard..." Luigi desperately pants, because he is aware he is aroused by the fact that the other is having the best of it. Stefano points it at his hole and starts to push.
"Put something on it, at least..." Luigi groans feeling defeated.
Stefano stops, puts some spittle on Luigi's hole, but Luigi takes profit to free himself. He manages to pull off his shirt totally, and resumes the fight. They fall from the bed, Luigi on top of Stefano. They are both incredibly aroused. Stefano gradually resumes the upper hand, folds again Luigi's body, this time on the bedside carpet, then pitchforks Luigi with a determined stroke.
"Ouuuch, you're hurting me!" Luigi screams.
Stefano, continuing to push it inside the youth's ass, gropes his member, "No... you like it, you are still hard..." Stefano pants entering him with a set of frantic strokes.
"You're a real swine..." Luigi moans, his face contorted in pain.
"Yes, a swine like you. You got a hard-on just looking at mine, didn't you? So now, enjoy it..."
He is now totally inside him and starts to fuck him with gusto. Luigi realises he is defeated, and tries to relax. He has to admit that he likes it, despite the rage of having been submitted to the other's yen. Stefano thinks that Luigi is even better than that boy - having bein able to subjugate to his desire an adult male, gives him a feeling of power but also an intense pleasure. He looks at Luigi's member closed in his hand and starts to masturbate him with pleasure..
"Suck it..." Luigi beseeches, lost in the pleasure that the other is now giving him.
"Yes..." Stefano says feeling intoxicated and lowers his face to take between his lips the purple glans that he uncovers each time he pushes down his hand.
"Aaaah..." Luigi moans aloud, shaking from pleasure, feeling the intense warmth of the young man lips on his hard, palpitating member. Stefano continues fucking and sucking him with a will.
They both rapidly reach orgasm and with a set of low and intense moans, unload, one inside the other. Panting, they part. Luigi caresses his buttocks, Stefano licks his lips.
"You are a rotten bastard..." Luigi says, panting, while sitting up.
"Yes, you're right... You were still a virgin, weren't you?" Stefano says, amused.
"I was." Luigi answers, pretending to be sulky, but stretches out his hand and caresses the powerful stake of his mate, that is now slowly resuming its rest.
"We did not even kiss..." Stefano says, half way between the serious and the waggish, caressing Luigi's cheek.
"Well, you still have time..." Luigi answers in a low voice, with a sulky face.
Stefano embraces him, pulls him against himself and kisses him deeply. He feels Luigi shudder and he too shudders.
"You are making me aroused once more..." Stefano says and kisses him again, caressing all over his body.
"You are arousing me too... but this time..." Luigi says and all of a sudden, with a swift move, contrives to put Stefano under him.
Stefano, understanding Luigi's intention, struggles, but Luigi immobilizes him with great ease.
Stefano looks at him, bewildered, "How did you do that?"
"Judo..." Luigi explains to him with a crafty smile.
"But before..." Stefano says while Luigi lubes the hole between his buttocks.
"Before? I just wanted to leave you the illusion you were the strongest... You too are still virgin, there, aren't you?"
"Just for one more moment..." Stefano moans, feeling Luigi's stake starting to mercilessly widen his sphincter, and grimacing in pain.
But Stefano doesn't rebel. Luigi sinks into him, then starts to hammer with increasing pleasure - now he understands why Stefano was enjoying himself so much while fucking him and in himself he feels reconciled with Stefano. He perceives that his companion is no longer offering any resistance and gives him free rein. Stefano starts to masturbate himself.
Luigi stops him, "No, leave it for later... I want to taste your jism also..." he says.
"You're a real swine..." the young man says, giggling.
"You can bet!" Luigi merrily answers.
After unloading inside his ass, they both stand up from the carpet, somewhat sore, but sated. Luigi pushes him on the bed and lowers to his groin taking it all in his mouth.
"Oh, yes, so it's a lot better..." Stefano murmurs, seizing Luigi's head between his hands and starting to pump it reaching his throat, rhythmically arching up his hips.
When he feels near his second orgasm, he pushes down Luigi's head to force him to drink all, as he did previously with Luigi. This one swallows with big gulps, without problems.
When Stefano lets him free, Luigi straightens up with a sated air, "It was tasty... You too are a big swine, anyway..."
"That's why we will fit perfectly together..." Stefano says with a sly smile pulling Luigi to himself on the bed.
They embrace and kiss.
"But... and your girlfriend?" Luigi asks.
"Girlfriend? Who remembers her, at this point!" Stefano answers, caressing the butts of the youth lying on top of him.
"You and I together, then?"
"You and I together. You know that I like your ass?"
"I too like yours."
"And that you are very good at blow-jobs?"
"You're not so good."
"I'll learn, don't worry."
"I know..."
THE END
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